Bai Yulan went to the hospital to visit her family members who were forever in deep sleep. Xiong Linquan had already boarded the long-distance train home. Liu Jiao went to the hospital to find her sister to check on her lingering abdomen. Lan Xiaolong took a military transport to the port. Da Vinci, accompanied by Gu Xifeng, nervously stepped on the road to Xiao Shisan's house to propose marriage.
After the Federation Government's welcoming ceremony, the soldiers of the participating troops ushered in a rare vacation. The new 17th division was disbanded on the spot. The new and old members of Group 7 were busy with their own things, so Xu Le had a rare period of time and space to be alone.
Half an hour after the dust removal device was turned on, he walked to the window with a cup of fast food and opened the window. Looking at the small garden below the apartment and all the familiar but long-lost street scenes, a smile appeared on his face.
The furnishings in the apartment were no different from before he left, and the street scenes were the same. The auntie who sold the food boxes was still loud and clear, and the teahouse on the corner was still quiet. Life on planet S1 had not changed at all.
There were no gunshots, cannons, shouts, or screams in his ears. Only the beautiful music drifted out from the window next door and the insects in the park below. There was no pungent smell of liquid explosives, no thick black smoke that covered the sun, no metal shells that dug into one's feet that one could not avoid no matter how hard one tried, and there was no blood flowing out, no gutted corpses, and no wounded soldiers howling in pain. There were only two quiet moons in the night sky and a few clouds that slowly brushed against the faces of the moons.
Xu Le could not help but feel a little lost. The fierce battles that happened at the front line did not seem to affect the rear at all. Between here and there, like the joys and sorrows of many people, it was a completely different world.
But he had experienced and clearly experienced the great cruelty of life and death. Before he understood it himself, the experience at the front line had already left a deep impression on his life. Those subtle changes that had not yet fermented might appear clearly one day in the future.
After casually finishing the lunch box, he carefully cleaned the room and sat comfortably on the leather sofa that Zou Yu had bought for him. He turned on the TV and watched the drama on channel 23 with a relaxed and satisfied expression. There was a glass of cheap red wine by his hand.
This was a habit that he had developed since he was a teenager. Unfortunately, after the Metal Frenzy ended, he could no longer see the fluffy purple-haired girl on this channel. Perhaps he would go to Philadelphia to visit her in two days? Xu Le's thick black eyebrows raised slightly as he thought of this possibility with a smile.
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In the next few days, Xu Le talked to Tai Zhiyuan on the phone. However, he didn't want to go to the back of Mochou's mountain to meet the madam. Firstly, he didn't like her, and secondly, he had to admit that he had always been afraid of her.
Li Xiaotong was in S2.
The Sanlin United Bank had made a large investment in the reconstruction of the four states around the mountain. Many projects worth billions of dollars were being implemented. To be able to take charge of such an important task, the seventh young master's status in the family and in the eyes of the old man who loved to wear a small round hat had greatly improved.
Xu Le was very happy to see this scene, but if the two of them wanted to get together, they would have to wait until next week.
Little Watermelon was busy preparing for an exam in Xixia State and reuniting with her father. The little girl begged Xu Le to play with her over the phone, but for some reason, after just leaving the battlefield, he felt a little loose and lazy all over. He didn't want to be too far away from the apartment.
His subordinates and friends were gone or living their own lives in other places. Xu Le didn't have any classmates, old friends, or relatives in the capital ring. As for the interview requests of some news media and the luncheons of the relevant departments, he politely declined all of them.
The next day, he made an appointment with Little Professor Shen to go to Xinghe Cemetery. In front of Professor Shen's grave, he placed a small bouquet of dehydrated yellow flowers from 5460. Then he returned to the Wangdu apartment again. Day and night, he watched TV, ate lunch boxes, and spaced out …
After just three days of the long holiday, the days became as heavy as if they were covered in a thick layer of dust. This situation persisted until he received a call from someone he thought was busy playing with flowers. Only then did he remember Minister Zou's low voice at the spaceport that day. He was surprised to discover that in the center of the Federation, other than this apartment and the concierge at Ewha University, the most familiar place to him was actually the minister's building in the Xishan Compound.
A black car without any markings drove silently on the street without attracting anyone's attention. On both sides of the road were more than 100,000 pots of flowers carefully prepared by the Capital Parks Department to celebrate the victory of the war. They were placed from Charter Square to the President's official residence, then extended westward all the way to the core area of the army. These flowers of different colors bloomed beautifully under the sun and warm wind, blooming, blooming …
Xu Le retracted his gaze from the window and couldn't help but shake his head. It was already the spring of Year 70 of the Constitutional Calendar. It had been more than four years since he left Dong Lin and came to the capital ring … The problem was that he had once again forgotten what the new year looked like. Once life became intense and exciting, would the footsteps of time become so hurried?
The black car slowly stopped at the entrance of the Xishan Compound.
The most important departments and research institutions of the Federal military gathered within a ten kilometer radius of the main street. People in military uniforms entered and exited the buildings calmly and quickly. Only the entrance of the Xishan Compound was exceptionally quiet. Other than the two armed military police at the entrance, there were no security measures, but anyone in the Federation knew how tight the security of this compound was.
After a strict identity check and a secondary scan of the Federation's electronic surveillance network, the military police heard a beep and looked at the results on the handheld scanner. They stood at attention with a snap, gave a standard military salute to the person in the car, and said with a smile, "Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le, please come in."
The military police of the Xishan Compound and even the surveillance personnel in the central control room were very familiar with this black car and Xu Le in it, but discipline was discipline. In the past, after Xu Le passed the inspection, he would always chat with the military police, but today he was obviously not in the mood. After nodding, he started the car again.
The roof of the car reflected the clear sky, and the deep green and even a little gloomy shade trees kept retreating outside the window. Xu Le narrowed his eyes and said with a frown, "I must be crazy to bring you into the Xishan Compound."
Sitting beside him, Shi Qinghai flicked the hard brim of his military cap with his finger, making a snap sound. A smile flashed across his handsome and elegant face, and he said, "Friend, aren't we friends?"
Xu Le's face was a little ugly. He was able to bring Mr. Shi into the heavily guarded Xishan Compound. He didn't know if it was because the military police gave him face and didn't check very carefully, or because the old guy opened the back door again, but no matter what it was, he could feel great pressure on his shoulders.
"Don't be so cheeky." He had a headache and said, "You asked me to bring you to the compound. What exactly do you want to do? Life is not a Schiller script. Even if you want to meet Zou Yu, you don't have to climb over the balcony. There are countless bars and teahouses outside the compound open. "
"I'm not going to climb over the balcony to see my woman and my son," Shi Qinghai's smile gradually disappeared and he said calmly, "I want to see Zou Yingxing."
Fortunately, Xu Le's nerves were much stronger than the average person's, so when he heard this, he didn't panic and drive the car into the big tree on the side of the road. However, his face became a little pale, and he angrily scolded in a low voice, "You're crazy! That's the Minister of Defense. Although he looks like a scholar, I can guarantee that there are countless guns in his study, and … they're all loaded. "
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In the depths of the compound, the door of a separate three-story building was wide open. As far as the eye could see, the Federation's Minister of Defense, Zou Yingxing, was sitting on the sofa like an ordinary person, wearing a pair of glasses and carefully reading some documents on the electronic screen.
"You're here?" Minister Zou heard the footsteps, but didn't raise his head. He casually greeted, "Zou Yu just returned from Linhai a few days ago. Right now, she's upstairs coaxing the child. Sit down first. Tonight's dinner is your favorite, braised tofu skin."
Xu Le looked at him sitting on the sofa, his back dripping with cold sweat. His throat was incomparably dry, and he didn't know what to say. He greatly admired this low-key Minister of Defense. Only the soldiers on the front line could truly feel that the Minister of Defense, who came from the logistics system, had provided such a strong support for this victorious military operation.
"Oh, right. Zou You is currently studying at the Third Campus. I heard that her grades are pretty good. You once taught this good-for-nothing son of mine a lesson. Now it seems that it was indeed useful. "
Still hearing no reply, Minister Zou raised his head in confusion. He took off his glasses and looked at the extremely nervous Xu Le and the officer beside him. He couldn't help but frown slightly. He said, "You brought a friend here?"
"Hello, I'm the liaison officer of the Special Forces, Shi Qinghai." Shi Qinghai smiled and introduced himself. "Previously, you said that I taught Major Zou You a lesson … and the other person is me."
Minister Zou's frown gradually dissipated. He put his glasses on the coffee table and looked up at the two young people at the door. His face was calm and full of pressure. He slowly asked, "I know you, but … then what?"
Shi Qinghai stood there in silence for a long time. After taking a deep breath, he walked to the front of the sofa and bowed 120 degrees very seriously and respectfully. His head seemed to almost touch his knees. Then he straightened his body and looked straight ahead. In a loud and sincere voice, he asked, "Minister, I am Liu Huo's biological father. Please allow me to take your daughter as my legal wife."
When Shi Qinghai walked over resolutely, Xu Le wanted to grab him. But for some reason, his outstretched hand slowed down. However, he didn't expect that his best friend would say such words on their first meeting.
He looked worriedly at the minister on the sofa. He was very worried that he would faint from anger. He was even more worried that if he didn't faint, he would call for a group of Special Forces soldiers to kill him and Shi Qinghai.
Unexpectedly, Minister Zou's expression didn't change. He picked up the glasses on the coffee table and put them on his nose. He continued to read the documents in silence.
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